Shed Plan

Well, I have been writing and rewriting this post in my editor for a while, but with the recent call to war on tablesaws espoused by Adam Cherubini over at Popular Woodworking Magazine, (You can read his blog post HERE) it seemed like the time to bring it out, rewrite a little and shine the sun on it.

The first confession is that I have not gone a whole complete year without my table saw. Its been about 3 weeks short of that year, but writing the title "49 Weeks Without a Table Saw" didnt really sound euphonious. The other confession is that I didnt walk into this year completely by choice. The year was a consequence of other, bigger, life choices. To make a long story shorter, my family and I moved back home from Maine to Wisconsin in a bit of a whirlwind and we took the first place that was available to move into. A small 2 bedroom upstairs duplex in a converted farmhouse. No garage, no basement for a shop, I had a small 5 foot by 9 foot storage area at the bottom of our stairwell, that still shared floor space with the stairwell. My table saw, router table, joiner, drill press, ect. all went into storage and I decided that it was time to focus on really learning to use hand tools.
I had been getting more and more interested in hand tools before we made the move. I already had a starting collection inherited from my wifes grandfather and I picked up a few things I didnt have off eBay, a couple planes and what not. So I readily embarked on the adventure of living mostly electron free in the shop for almost a year.

So what lessons have I learned in this year without a table saw? Im not sure I will be able to answer all of them in one blog article without it rivaling Tolstoy.

First would be the obvious, skill based lessons. Sharpening a chisel, plane blade, and a saw. Cutting square and to the line. Planing a board flat and joining the edges. The list goes on and on.

Then there would be other skills, less readily tangible, but possibly more valuable. I have a better eye for what is straight and square now, along with the muscle memory I learned sawing came a kind of "sight memory" where I can more readily tell when somethings off square, even by a little. I have learned to read and pay more attention the the grain of the wood. Its important in hand planing but its also important in wood selection, and in deciding which parts of a board to use for which parts of a project. I had read some on grain selection in projects before and just passed it off as something beyond me, but in working on my latest project I have been paying attention to the grain and how it will flow in the piece. Its making a difference in the look and Im impressed. There are other, more subtle lessons I have retained.
Will I stay a hand tool exclusive woodworker, a galoot if you will, forever? That answer is easy, no. I will never give up hand tools now for sure, but I consider myself to be a hybrid woodworker now. If you ask me, in my humble opinion, hybrid woodworking seems to be the most intelligent way to go. It mixes a variety of skills and gives you the most options when tackling a problem. It also gives you the chance to keep things fresh with those options, You dont always have to cut those dados with the router, or with the table saw. With a stair saw and a router plane, you have options. Options are a good thing.

Whats the point of learning all these hand tool techniques if I dont plan on staying exclusive to hand tools? This seems like a self explanatory question to me but lets explore it for a second anyhow. All these skills I have gathered in the last 12 months have made me a better, and more confident woodworker. For a long time I stood still in my woodworking, exploring the same shapes over and over, but now I feel more confident in my abilities, my eye for design, proportion, and detail, and my horizons are broadening. This year without a table saw has been a year of extreme growth for me as an artist working in wood. The time learning hand tools has made me a better woodworker overall.
In truth, as I write this article, I have already moved back from complete galoot to hybrid. I have recently moved into a new shop space with more room to set up my old electron smashing friends. The project Im on right now has seen the router and the band saw, and Friday morning, I spent 2 to 3 hours putting my old friend, the table saw, back together, and the white oak has seen her spinning 10 inch blade already. The table saw used to be my go to weapon for anything and everything. I would say for sure that she has lost a good deal of the reverence I used to hold for her, but she still has her place and duty in my shop, and Im glad to see her back together.
I had recorded, and now have severely edited down, a rather long dissertation relating my views on table saws, their necessity, and safety issues in regards to Mr. Cherubinis obvious issues he blogged about. I cannot disagree with some of the points you made sir, I do think that some of the language you used was strong and carried maybe more venom than you really intended, but any of us who read Popular Woodworking Magazine and wait for the next Arts & Mysteries article could have anticipated your biases, and what else is a blog for but a place to express your views and biases.

I like my table saw, Im not going to give it up, it was the first quality piece of equipment I purchased and it is high on my list. It is so versatile and you can do so many things well on a table saw. more things I think that you can do with any other single piece of equipment. That in itself should earn it some merits. All in all with everything one must respect the power and danger of the tool in question, and have no arrogance or ego when it comes to working with the tool. Notice I did not use the word fear, you should not ever fear a tool, fear will, by itself, get in the way of safety. Not fear but respect.

Cheers and Be Safe.

Oldwolf

When I posted the previous article entitled, "The Saw That Never Was" last night, I notified Mr. Edwards it was there and asked for his approval on its content (God, can you image the poor guy having to slug through all the additional nonsense in that post just to get to what he said?)

This morning, I received a reply from him which stated the following:

The "scies a moulures, pour scier sur les boltes a recaler"  is directly translated as "saw for moulding, for sawing on the mitre jack"  There is no direct word for word translation of the tool name, as it is specific to the trade of menusierie.

Of course, for me, this brought up the question of what a "menusierie" is, so it was back to Google Translate again, only to get a translation for "menusierie" as "Menusierie".

Always one to push my luck, I sent off a quick email Mr. Edwards to see if he would offer up a translation.

I didnt get what I was looking for, but I did get something better. What Mr. Edwards said was, basically, to explain what a Menusierie is, he would have to explain to me 300 years of French history. Even though his reply stated that he was "not being rude or short", my first reaction to it was, "Yes you are". Taking a few moments to investigate the translation further, though, and I quickly discovered that he is absolutely correct and truly wasnt being rude or short, but instead, actually being a good teacher.

One translation for "Menusierie" is "Carpenter", but that didnt end up making much sense to me because doing more research into the word resulted in information on plumbers, mill wrights and aluminum fabrication, just to name a few.

At this point, I still cant give an accurate translation for the word "Menusierie", but researching it has opened my eyes to the fact that in France, craftsmen are treated far differently than they are in the Anglo world. Categorization and recognition for the different crafts have been something the French government started to nurture and develop over three hundred years ago and still deals with today.

As it turns out, one little French saw has given me a great deal of joy and knowledge, and the reality is, I havent even cut through a piece of wood with it yet. But it has also taught me my limitations. Im the guy who has trouble ordering an omelet in a French restaurant. At my age, taking on the task of understanding the history of French woodworking is beyond my capabilities. Hell, I have enough trouble trying to figure out the Stanley plane timeline from the last century and a half.

As it stands, this is my very first purchase of a vintage French tool. It will be, Im sad to say, also my very last.

My thanks to Mr. Edwards and Mr. Shepherd for making this such an enjoyable experience for me.

Peace,

Mitchell